Go

sadness is the best muse

I watch the gravel settle from behind your heels 
slightly tempted to hold a piece in my hand 
evidence that this was real 
foreshadowing emotions I was about to feel 

I stood there an eternity, near the door 
a surrealistic disbelief engulfing me 
growing numb just staring at the floor 
anything once felt for you, now nevermore